Crossword-Solution: CYPRESSES
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| Word | Word Type | Definition |
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| Cypresses | pl. | of Cypress |
We have 3 clues for the answer “CYPRESSES”
| Clue | Answers |
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| Some evergreens | 6 answers |
| Evergreen trees | 8 answers |
| Trees | 31 answers |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
ETERA
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with CYPRESSES (5)
Rowland followed the winding, climbing lanes; lingered, as he got higher, beneath the rusty cypresses, beside the low parapets, where you look down on the charming city and sweep the vale of the Arno; reached the little square before the cathedral, and rested awhile in the massive, dusky church; then climbed higher, to the Franciscan convent which is poised on the very apex of the mountain.
Daisy’s grave was in the little Protestant cemetery, in an angle of the wall of imperial Rome, beneath the cypresses and the thick spring flowers.
Sometimes they lounged at the steps of a church, and sometimes dallied among cypresses against a cloudless sky; sometimes they made love by a Renaissance well-head, and sometimes they wandered through the Campagna by the side of an ox-waggon.
The ground, unlike the Turkish “cities of the dead,” which are made so beautiful by their dark cypresses, has nothing to sweeten melancholy, nothing to mitigate the odiousness of death.
One of the cypresses (_Cupressus Lawsoniana_)[27] grows near the coast and is a fine large tree, clothed like the arbor-vitae in a glorious wealth of flat, feathery branches.
Quotes with CYPRESSES (3)
I used to love the storms when I was younger,'' Grump said. "I would climb the cypresses and leap into the sky and roar at the thunder. There's nothing like flying into the rain and embracing the wind. It's true freedom.
Although it was autumn and not summer the dark-gold sunlight and the inky shadows, long and slender in the shape of felled cypresses, were the same, and there was the same sense of everything drenched and jewelled and the same ultramarine glitter on the sea. I felt inexplicably lightened; it was as if the evening, in all the drench and drip of its fallacious pathos, had temporarily taken over from me the burden of grieving.
I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.
Where this answer appears
Appears in: Newsday, WSJ.
Used 2 times in crossword archives (2003–2005).